Jaeseop listened with wonder as Haru told him some things about this place.

The two of them are standing in the middle of a big courtyard with the rest of the class. He doesn't know what they're all waiting for, possibly Mr. Grim? Jaeseop could have sworn he saw their teacher go through the door to the outside with them.

The sky is just as purple and dead as it was when Jaeseop was out here earlier, Wiley trees surrounded the courtyard so thick that nobody could possibly see them from out there.

"So what color was the door when you walked up to it before class?" Haru asked the strange question.

"Uhh...red? What about it?" Jaeseop recalled how the other doors all around it were many other repeating colors, but only the classroom door was red.

"Woah really?! I've never met anyone who saw red! For me it's yellow."

The same classroom door was a different color for Haru?

"Significant things are highlighted a certain color for each reaper. Those other rooms were reaping doors, which are the doors that we'd go through if we ever need to go to the living world. Only the classroom door was highlighted red because it was where you needed to go.

The color usually depends on your fate, or what kind of reaper you're going to end up being. I've not heard a lot about red reapers, but apparently they're pretty rare!" Interesting...

"I'm a yellow reaper, which means I'm emotional, but strong willed. They say that makes it hard for me to be a reaper, but it won't stop me!" Haru pumped his fist in the air.

...

Matsuoka Haruka.

HanHao Grim remembers every student he's ever had. All of their names, their hobbies, their fears, and every memory he's gained spending time with them. He's had hundreds of students in his lifetime as a reaping sensei.

Haru has only been here for a year and a half now, so HanHao remembers the day he arrived like it was yesterday.

The poor boy was very frightened and quiet. Exactly the opposite of his current personality.

It was only a week later when Haruka ran off through one of the reaping doors.

He didn't have any bad intentions, he just wanted to see some trees that weren't bare twigs for once. It practically killed him a second time to be constantly surrounded by such despair.

HanHao found Haru back at his home...well, his old home.

The sun was setting beautifully, a mixture of oranges, pinks, and purples melted together in the sky above.
The little cozy looking house stood alone in the middle of the Matsuoka family's vast land.

There was Haru, all alone, on his knees in the middle of his prosperous strawberry feild. His dusky red-brown hair looked dark pink in this light. His face was turned to the ground, he didn't dare look up at the mess he had made.

All of the plants and fruits within 10 feet around him had wilted and died.

It looked like a crop circle. There wasn't a dead trail leading to where he was, so the door must have brought him to that exact place and he hadn't moved a muscle since he got there.

Haru must have known of his sensei's presence behind him. He spoke in a quiet tone to the elder.

"If I get up to walk to my home...I'll kill half of what we worked so hard for..."
His voice wavered a bit at the end.

Though HanHao has had hundreds of students, he has cared for each and every one of them as if they're his own children. Moments like these, no matter how often they happen, break his heart every time.

"Matsuoka Haruka, you were a very kind young man when you were living, a gentle person with a love for the simple things in life...but you must understand now,"

Haru didn't want to look his sensei in the eyes.

"As a reaper, death follows you closely with every step you take. It is a priority to grow used to it."

The boy felt his whole heart shatter. He knew this of course, but he'd wanted to avoid the truth of reapers as long as he could have.

He can't continue to avoid it now.

"Never forget that you can always move onto afterlife, and ravish in the infinite plant life as much as you want, any time." With that last statemet reaper sensai HaoHan Grim walked off, leaving his student with his thoughts and heartache.

The fact that Haruka is still here to this day means a whole lot.
He's got the potential to be an amazing reaper, he has the heart of someone who won't quit and wants to do good.

Let's hope that good influence rubs off on Jaeseop.

...

"Wow, I leave for a week and I miss out on the fresh meat!" A voice Jaeseop hasn't heard before chimed.

He turned his head to see a woman dawning a long cloak like Mr. Grim's, only it was a gleaming white color instead.

All at once everyone, except Jaeseop, squealed with glee.

"nATSUKI!!!"